My father and Max talked and talked, leaving me out of it and I allowed it. I never really wanted to be part of their talks anyway.
That is, until they started discussing Max's room.
"Your room is in the other side of the house. My father's wing." I spoke up authoritatively.
He ignored me. "I need a room directly next to her so I'll be able to do my job." He said to my father.
"I think so too, I'll have the house workers set up the room for you." My father responded.
"Father!" I shrieked, horrified.
"I think I'll retire to my quarters, I have an early morning meeting tomorrow." My father said hurriedly, already retreating.
He is running! I narrowed my eyes on his retreating back.
After he left, he turned to my bodyguard but he had already started walking away.
His room next to mine right? Alright then, we shall see.
??Maximilliano's P.O.V??
I don't always sleep at night and even when I do, I don't sleep for long.
This is among the nights I try to get some sleep but I can't because the spoilt princess turned on a very high music in her room.
I know she did it just to spite me and I'll admit that if I don't have much experience, I would have been raving mad.
Instead, I brought out my laptop and turned it on. I reached Davis, my second in command at my firm. He started updating me on the events so far.
??Castia's P.O.V??
I stared myself in the mirror the next day. There were eye bags beneath my eyes. I didn't get to sleep at all.
I turned on a very loud music to make sure my bodyguard didn't sleep. Well, I guess it's a small price to pay.
The good news is that I'm sure today he will want to go to another room.
I swirled around to the fixed speaker in my room. Every part of the house has one in it, in case I'm anywhere and need service.
"Servant!" I called.
Within seconds the door opened and three maids rushed in.
"One of you should get my clothes ready, another should run me a bath and another should put my room in order."
They skittered around to do it and I proceeded to go brush my teeth.
An hour later, I was ready to go out. Dressed in white body-hug gown that clung to my curvy body and stopped just above my thigh.
I came out of the room, already making it to the hallway that leads to the front door when I felt presence behind me. I didn't hear footsteps because there was none.
I swirled around and saw my bodyguard walking behind me.
Wait. What is he doing?
"I'm going out." I stated to him.
He arched his brow in an 'I know you dummy' kind-of way.
"I don't want you going with me." I tried again.
"I am going with you." He said.
Now that I think of it, it's the second time he has spoken to me since he got here. Well, that's beside the point.
"I don't want you going with me!" I stated authoritatively.
"Too bad." He stated carelessly.
He crossed his arms and stared at me as if HE is the authority and I am the person wasting his time.
I turned to go again and he followed me. I stopped and glared at him.
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